From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
All things that exist are like a dream, a phantom, a bubble, a reflection; they are like dew or lightning; thus should you view them.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Watch your own steps!
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
It rains: the earth wet.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
No good thought, no evil thought.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
From the origins nothing exists.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
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